Well my first VX winter.
I was afraid it was gonna be a lame one. Been eyeballing the mud holes all winter long. The only thing keeping me from dipping my wheels in is the inevitable investment of time spent cleaning up. Been there: done that. So I have really been jonesing for the hard IA snow. My peeps are all "Ba Humbug: More snow". "Were sick of the snow" Me? A smirk on my face: The spring in my step as I get off work tells the story. My big fear so far this winter is when I pass the 20+ car line on the highway. That the stragglers I leave in my wake are filled with a false sense of security thinking its not as bad as they thought, as they lamely attempt to follow.
Some times it's the very little things that bring the most pleasure. The old lady at the gas station who asks about my ride. The best: to date, was the fella who lives down the road. Waiting at the plow line that blocked my drive on his ATV. "Want me to clear that for you?" I have to fight back using any words. The twinkle in my eye and friendly see ya wave is all I need. As I look in the mirror its almost as if he got as much pleasure watching me ramp through that mountain of snow as I did.
But you all already know that don't you?